Adventures on Sugar

There's something you should all know about me.  When I get sugar into my system, I basically act like I am extremely drunk.  It's even worse when I am with my good friends and we all act like we are extremely drunk.  It is for this reason that I should never get together with good friends and eat sugar in public.
Hannah and I both graduated from high school this year and now we are both freshman in college, separated by half a country.  We both knew that we wouldn't be able to see each other a lot, so we tried to do as much as possible together.  Like go to the movies.
So we decided to go see the second Divergent movie, Insurgent.  It was a pretty alright movie, but about halfway through, things started to get pretty steamy.  I guess.  The two main characters started making out.  The entire theater (which was packed, by the way) was completely silent.  Of course this is the time when the sugar kicked in.
I was watching this very serious, romantic part and I just felt an uncontrollable need to laugh.  I started laughing silently, but pretty soon Hannah noticed I was laughing and she started laughing too.  So we're both sitting in or seats, trying to laugh as quietly as possible, while the rest of the theater is trying to enjoy the movie.  In silence.  
That's when I snorted.
I couldn't help it, I just couldn't be quiet anymore!  So now, the two of us are cracking up in the middle of the silent movie theater laughing at a part of the movie that is not even remotely funny.  I apologize to anyone who may have been at that showing and was annoyed at the two teenage girls making fools of themselves.  Sorry.

But of course, that's not all.  After the movie, we decided to go to Sonic to get ice cream.  So we're driving there in Hannah's Prius (it's ok to laugh at her here, I still make fun of her Prius even though she doesn't have it anymore) and we are blasting mariachi music.  Just cause.  And we are on our way to get more sugar.  So you all know this is going to go great.
We get there and park and start ordering our ice cream.  It's pretty empty, but there were a couple of other cars there.  Most of them left pretty quickly though, whereas we just hung out there for, like, an hour.  At one point while we were eating our ice cream, a lady in a minivan parked in the spot across from us.  Now, we were quite a sight.  We're sitting in the Prius, still blasting mariachi music, and laughing hysterically.  So this lady orders her food and probably stares at us a bit.  This is when Hannah gets bored and starts staring back.
Imagine yourself in this poor lady's position.  It's about 11 o'clock at night, if not later, you're exhausted, and you just want some food.  You pull into Sonic and order, and, too late, notice that you parked across from two teenage girls who appear to be very drunk.  You sneak some glances because they are just acting so weirdly.  Then the girl who is in the driver's seat is staring back at you.  You avert your eyes but look back a few seconds later.  And the girl is still staring at you.  Every time you look, she is staring at you, and it's starting to freak you out.
So what did this poor lady do?  She backed her minivan up just enough so that her face was hidden by the Sonic menu and she could no longer see us, nor us her.  I would also like to apologize to that lady.  Sorry.  This is why you don't let Hannahs and Amelias out in the wild.  Especially with sugar.

Death by Breathing

Once upon a time, in a galaxy far far away, I was a little girl.  I know, its terribly shocking.  I might even keel over from heart failure at the revelation of such a fact.  Anyway, one day when I was about 5 or 6 maybe, I was rolling around on the floor (another frightening truth) and I came across the carbon monoxide detector.  Not knowing what it was, I asked my mom.  She explained that it was a thing that was used to keep us safe, and it would beep if there was too much carbon monoxide.  She said that carbon monoxide makes people sick, and so it was important to have one.  I don't know at what point in this story I realized that carbon monoxide is totally the stuff you exhale when you breathe, but that happened.  And I even asked my mom, "So if you breathe on this enough will it beep?" "...no...".  But did I believe her?  Of course not.  So I experimented.  I sat there and looked at the detector, and when I made sure she wasn't looking, I started exhaling repeatedly, hoping the numbers would change.  Of course, they did not.  My experiment had failed.  At such a young age I was extremely impressionable, and such a great loss caused a lot of trauma... just kidding.  I continued being a happy child.  Well, after I got over some of the symptoms of breathing heavily for no apparent reason.  Which, coincidentally are roughly the same ones as those caused by carbon monoxide poisoning!

WARNING: Do not try this experiment at home.  This experiment was conducted by a trained professional who did not heed the advice of her mother, and... well... look at what she has become.  Don't become what she did.  Just say no.  XD